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Nova's head hung low as she walked through the Golden City. The hood of her cloak covered her well enough. No one could hear her mindful pleas. Living this life so patiently no longer seemed like an option. Mercy was all she asked for.
"Nova!"
Of course, she should've known someone would find her. Universe, why do you do this to me? The spy turned around already wiping her tears dry away. Okoye rushed to Nova. The frown on her face dropped into a tearful smile. "Okoye" she hugged the general with joy. "It's great to see you again."
The pair pulled away from each other. She released a half hearted laugh, "thank you for rescuing her"
"Of course" Nova nodded, trying hard to push the pessimistic thoughts. Okoyes pulled away. It was then Nova recognized she was not in uniform. Was she really stripped of her title? She heard the elders whisper of the Dora Milaje. Hesitant to ask about it, Nova kept her mouth shut. Okoye was loyal to the throne and that was all that mattered to her.
"Princess" M'Baku clucked his to tongue, approaching the three woman. "Congratulations to you and Nakia saving Shuri. Perhaps the Queen will reward you both with a lifetime of banishment."
Unamused by this jokes, Nova shook her head "It's always a pleasure to see you, M'Baku" she sarcastically implied, "Please, walk with me. There are things to discuss."
M'Baku huffed, obeying her. Nova held a composed posture. Her eyes narrowed at the tribe leader, careful that the children and adults walking around did not capture a single word she said, "How are they?" She questioned.
"Do not worry, they are safe under my men's protection. That fish man will not touch them. You are welcome to join them if you wish. The mountains are far better than that little shack you live in."
Nova chuckled. "I guess so." she halted, staring up at him. T'Challa's decision to place M'Baku on the council always reassured her that he was not going to fail the royal family. Someone had to be there to make things right. "Although I can't thank you enough, I'm afraid I'm going to have to reject your offer. Once this is all over I plan on leaving Wakanda for good."
"It does not have to be this way" the skin of his forehead tightened into a deep line as the frown pulling at his lips intensified, "He would not want you to be alone."
Nova didn't want to repeat this conversation again. Her mouth hung open as she became distracted by the sound of children hushing each other. She looked to an alley nearby. Two heads peaked at her.
M'Baku followed her eyes. Nova tilted her head, growing suspicious. She walked over crossing her arms, walking over to the alley. "Shh! I think we lost her" a familiar voice whispered, hiding behind the stacked woven baskets.
